Seasons of Change

In some ways, I love change. In others, with things that my heart gets strongly attached to, it's hard. Very recently, I had to make a decision that was hard, heart-wrenching and scary, yet filled with peace and a bit of excitement.

I have had my work in a gallery for almost a year now, my first 'Art Home'. I absolutely loved it there, love the people, and working at it was a joy every Friday afternoon. But the Lord started to draw me in a direction that didn't flow with what I could do with my art while being bound to this, or any gallery. The seeds of change were starting to take root, and I knew I had to follow what my heat, and God were saying.

From the very beginning of God birthing this gift of being an artist, I've known that one of it's main purposes was to be for His glory, and in that, help those going out into the world to share about His love. I didn't loose sight of that, I don't think, but the focus of that purpose got buried a bit. It wasn't that I wasn't willing to give when He told me to, it was that I was restrained from being able to do with my art what I felt He wanted me to do with it. That was frustrating, but I just went along with it, loving the place I was at. Well, even when you love something, sometimes you're called to give it up, to do what God has called you to. For me, it was that I had to leave a place that I loved, to be able to fully do with my art what I feel is in my heart. That change was hard, but peaceful.

So, for now I will create, with my ears open, and the BORDERS gone for my work to do what it was intended to do.

I feel free and liberated.

In my next post, I will tell you about one of the painting I did and the story behind where it's currently making it's home.